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Friday, March 15, 2024

"The Husbands of Elizabeth Bennet, Volume One & Two" By Christine Combe ~ Excerpt!

Hello, my friends! Christine Combe has just released Volume Two of The Husbands of Elizabeth Bennet book series, and she's here today with an excerpt from the book! Please give her a warm welcome!



 

Greetings, fellow Austenians! I’m so excited to be visiting So Little Time again today! Candy has graciously allowed me to take over the blog for a day to talk to you about my duet of novels, The Husbands of Elizabeth Bennet. Volume One was released in September of 2023 and Volume Two released just two weeks ago!





The Husbands of Elizabeth Bennet, Volume One
by Christine Combe

Elizabeth Bennet has seen many things on her rambles through the countryside, but never an overturned carriage. It is immediately clear that the cause was no accident, and when she helps save the life of the driver — who is soon revealed to be a marquess in disguise — she has no idea that her life from that point will never be the same again. 

Henry Faulkner, the Marquess of Stashwick, is a man that knows what he wants — and he wants Elizabeth. In light of multiple attempts on his life, who cares what the ton will think of his choice? While he recovers from the latest attack at Longbourn, and with none of the scruples shown by a certain inhabitant of nearby Netherfield, Henry wastes no time in charming his way into Elizabeth’s heart. 

In accepting Lord Stashwick’s proposal, Elizabeth is suddenly thrust into the heart of London’s social elite. With Henry’s sister as her mentor, she takes the first steps toward building a reputation worthy of admiration and respect ... but not everyone she meets is pleased with the idea of the daughter of a country squire rising so high. 

Can two people from different social classes build a life together when danger still lurks around the corner? And what is a certain gentleman from Derbyshire to do when he’s forced to admit that he may have squandered forever his only chance at happiness — especially given Elizabeth’s shining success in the very circle of society to which he had hesitated to elevate her… 
 




The Husbands of Elizabeth Bennet, Volume Two
by Christine Combe

Nine years after a marquess miraculously fell in love with Elizabeth Bennet, the worst that could happen did, and she was left to raise four little ones on her own. A year after Henry’s death, she is as little prepared to return to high society as she was to enter it when they married, but a reminder of her responsibilities to her rank and her children helps her courage rise to take the first steps.

Fitzwilliam Darcy sadly lost his wife in childbirth a year after they married, and he has raised his daughter alone at Pemberley for the last six years. One of his noble aunts entices him to make the journey to London to share in the bonds of family, while another claims it is past time he found his little girl a mother and sired and heir—and Lady Catherine de Bourgh has decided that the right woman to fill the role is none other than Elizabeth.

Darcy and Elizabeth are brought together by their family connexion, and love for their children leads to their spending time together. Although he sees that the years have only enhanced her beauty and she sees that he is a changed man from the one she knew in Meryton, neither is thinking of marriage—certainly not to each other! But matchmaking is the business of the London social Season, and innocent visits to each other’s homes leads to speculation that they are courting in secret.

Can the return of unrequited love help Darcy heal Elizabeth’s broken heart? Or will Elizabeth’s determination to remain a widow keep them apart forever?
 

Oh, I do hope the blurbs intrigue you! Now, how about a sneaky peek at a dinner scene in volume two, where Elizabeth has to deal with Lady Catherine’s nosiness in a manner similar to canon…

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     When the earl entered the room with Lady Catherine in tow, Elizabeth noted a distinct rise in tension, as though the others were expecting something to happen—or were afraid it would. She could not help but wonder if it had anything to do with what had made Adelaide cry. Had Lady Catherine said something that upset her? It must have been her because Elizabeth knew that Adelaide adored her uncle. 

     Lord Disley offered her his arm when dinner was announced, and though she had become used to being first on most occasions, it sometimes still made Elizabeth blush to have precedence over so many. When all the family were on their feet, Lady Disley announced that seating would be informal, and everyone could sit where they liked. As the large party began to file out of the room, Lady Catherine muttered, “How is the distinction of rank to be preserved when guests are given leave to sit where they like?”

     “In a mixed party, Aunt,” said Lord Rowarth, “it certainly does well to adhere to formal seating. But we are an informal family gathering.”

     Elizabeth decided she wished to sit by Henry’s sister, so chose the seat to Lady Disley’s left. Adelaide quickly claimed the seat to her aunt’s right, with Cate sitting on Elizabeth’s left. The other ladies took the remaining seats beside each other, putting all the women at one end of the table and the men to the other. 

     This arrangement would suit Lord Disley, Elizabeth thought with some amusement, as she knew the earl found talk of ladies’ pursuits inane and boring, as most men did. The seating suited Elizabeth as well, as the mothers could then chatter away about their children and the men could talk about sport to their hearts’ content.

     After Grace was said and soup was served, Lady Catherine—who sat four places down and across the table from Elizabeth—called down to her, “Lady Stashwick, your eldest daughter is nine now, is she not?”

     Elizabeth paused, her spoon halfway to her lips. She lowered it as she looked to the lady and replied, “She is, yes, as is my son Harry; they are twins.” 

     “Does your daughter play an instrument?” asked Lady Catherine. 

     “Yes. Isabella plays the harp,” Elizabeth replied. 

     “And she is remarkably talented for one so young,” spoke up Lady Disley. “Have you still a harp in the music room at Stashwick House, Elizabeth?” 

     Elizabeth nodded. “Indeed. You may recall that when Isabella took to the instrument, Henry made certain she would never be in want of one to play and purchased a harp for both the castle and the house in town.” 

     “I should call again and ask her to play for us,” said Lady Disley with a smile. “It has been too long since I have heard her.” 

     As Elizabeth parted her lips to agree with her sentiment, Lady Catherine said, “Does your younger daughter play, Lady Stashwick?”

     “Not at all, Lady Catherine,” Elizabeth replied. “Margaret has a month still before she is four years old—she is hardly of an age to be learning an instrument, though she has shown an interest in the pianoforte.” 

     “Then you must engage a music master for her, if the one that teaches Lady Isabella does not know both the harp and the piano,” insisted Lady Catherine. “That she has shown an interest is proof enough that she is ready to learn.” 

     “I believe that as Lady Stashwick is her mother, madam,” said Darcy, “she is in the best place from which to judge if Lady Margaret is ready to begin learning an instrument.” 

     Elizabeth glanced down the table at Darcy, who sat to his uncle’s left, and found a frown upon his features. He seemed almost angry with his aunt for the impertinence of her queries, and she could not but find it both strange and generous of him to be vexed on her behalf.

     “I remind you, my lady,” Darcy went on, “that my own daughter is two years older than Lady Margaret, and she has yet to begin playing an instrument. I surmise that Lady Stashwick has taken the same approach as I have done and is allowing her children to develop their interests at their own pace rather than imposing upon them.” 

     Elizabeth caught Darcy’s eye and smiled at him. “I thank you, Mr. Darcy,” said she. “You are correct—I have chosen not to force any of my children to study those subjects in which they show no real interest, save those which are true necessities. At present, Meg likes to play on the pianoforte because she likes the different noises it makes, but she has yet to show any real interest in learning to play.”  

     Darcy returned her smile and inclined his head, while Lady Catherine lifted her chin and sniffed. “I meant no offence, of course. I merely wished to share my opinion on the subject. Do any of your children draw, Lady Stashwick?” 

     Suppressing the urge to groan, Elizabeth took a spoonful of her soup before she replied, “My three eldest draw, yes. Harry’s particular interest is landscapes and Tom likes to draw buildings. Isabella is particularly gifted at portraits. Margaret does not draw, but she likes to color the simple pictures her brothers and sister draw for her. Tom is also considering taking up an instrument but has yet to decide between the pianoforte or the violin.” 

     “If I may interject an opinion on the subject,” said Lord Rowarth, “I would recommend the violin. My eldest son, as you know, asked to learn and I have not regretted letting him. He is very accomplished. And my daughter Emma plays the lyre.” 

     Elizabeth grinned. “Then perhaps Tom should learn the pianoforte instead. We would then have ourselves the beginnings of a family orchestra.”

     “What a delightful notion, Lady Stashwick!” said Georgiana cheerfully.

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What a dinner conversation! Lady Catherine will always be Lady Catherine, lol, even when Elizabeth outranks her. 

If you liked this excerpt, I hope you will consider purchasing a copy of both novels. Both volumes of The Husbands of Elizabeth Bennet are now available from Amazon in eBook, paperback, and hardcover editions, and is also available to read in Kindle Unlimited! 


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About the Author


Christine, like many a JAFF author before her, is a long-time
admirer of Jane Austen's work, and she hopes that her alternate versions are as enjoyable as the originals. She has plans to one day visit England and take a tour of all the grand country estates which have featured in film adaptations, and often dreams of owning one. Christine lives in Ohio and is already at work on her next book.




Connect with Christine Combe

Blog: All That They Desire • Facebook • E-mail: authorchristinecombe@gmail.com

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Christine, congratulations on the release of both books and thanks so much for sharing an excerpt with us! 


Friends, what do you think? Do you like variations where Elizabeth is married to someone other than Darcy? I think it's interesting that because of the marriage, Elizabeth is now on equal grounds with Darcy. We'd love to hear your thoughts! Let us know in the comments below!

Monday, November 27, 2023

A Pride & Prejudice Christmas Charms Book Series by MJ Stratton ~ Guest Post & Giveaway!

Hello, friends! MJ Stratton has written a series of Christmas stories! She's here today to share a little about Christmas pudding and the charms that are added! Why you ask? Well, she includes this lovely tradition in her new series, Catherine Called Kitty, Mary, Marry? Quite Contrary!, and Charmed

Plus, there's a chance to win a eCopy of the series! Details at the bottom of the page!

Please, give a warm welcome to MJ Stratton!



What is Christmas pudding, and what are the charms that were added? The Simple Things Blog says the tradition of gathering together to all have a stir of the pudding is said to have been brought to Britain by Prince Albert. A coin was dropped in before everyone took a turn at mixing and the person who unearthed the coin on Christmas day would be blessed with good fortune in the year to come, apparently. 

And charms were agreed to be so charming they soon moved on from simple thrupenny bits and sixpences to include more items, each said to have a different meaning. 

For the sake of my stories, I imagined that this tradition began before the 1800s.


Here are a few charms and their meanings.

Coin: Coming into money

Thimble: If a single woman finds it they’ll remain single another year


Button: If found by a single man he’ll remain a bachelor

Horseshoe: Good luck

Ring/bell: A wedding is on the cards

Wishbone: A wish will be granted

Anchor: They will have a safe year, protected from danger






Catherine Called Kitty
by MJ Stratton

Publication Date: Nov. 3rd, 2023

Blurb: 

Catherine Bennet does not believe in magic, per se, but she unequivocally stands by her mother’s assertion that the Christmas charms in their yearly pudding hold mystical properties. She was raised on Mrs. Bennet’s tales of the charms predicting her future, after all, and had not Lydia married the year following the Christmas she found the ring? 

When Kitty unearths the wishbone the winter after Lizzy and Jane wed, she is excited to use the charm’s magic to secure a happy future. Having been awakened to the possible consequences of Lydia’s choice of husband, she wishes for what Jane and Lizzy have secured in their respective husbands. 

This novella holds a touch of Christmas magic as Kitty Bennet finds her path to happily ever after.
 




Mary, Marry? Quite Contrary!
by MJ Stratton

Expected release date:  Dec. 1st, 2023

Blurb: 

Mary Bennet despises the tradition of Christmas charms. Too many years she discovered the thimble, and too many times Lydia taunted her, declaring her a spinster in the making. When she finally discovers the ring in her Christmas pudding, Mary scoffs at the idea that a little silver charm could decide one’s fate for the coming year. 

When Mary is given several doses of humility, the very foundations of who she thought she was is called into question. Joining her sister on a journey of self-discovery, Mary seeks to amend the flaws in her character. If she finds love along the way, it is purely a matter of chance. Isn’t it? 

This novella holds a touch of Christmas magic as Mary Bennet comes into her own. Follow Mary to London and back as she travels the path to her happiness.
 




Charmed 
by MJ Stratton

Expected release date: Dec. 25th, 2023

Blurb: 

What is a family to do when a certain Christmas tradition may or may not tell their future? A collection of short stories that accompany the first two books of the Christmas Charms series answers that question. Follow along with Fanny Gardiner as she meets and marries Thomas Bennet. Meet Mrs. Gardiner’s beloved brother and find out what happens to Mr. Bennet five years after the events of Mary, Marry? Quite Contrary! Are the Christmas charms magic? You decide.
 
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About the Author

MJ Stratton is a long-time lover of Jane Austen and her works, having been introduced to Pride and Prejudice by a much beloved aunt at the age of 16. The subsequent discovery of Austenesque fiction sealed her fate. After beta reading and editing for others for nearly a decade, MJ started publishing her own work in 2022. MJ balances being a wife and mother with writing, gardening, sewing, and many other favorite pastimes. She lives with her husband and four children in the small, rural town where she grew up.

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Saturday, January 21, 2023

Winner of the "Not in Want of a Wife" Giveaway!

Hello, my friends! I'm happy to announce the winner of the Not in Want of a Wife by Amanda Kai eBook giveaway!




Congratulations to Gylnis!

 



Many thanks to Amanda Kai for visiting here at So Little Time... and for offering one of my readers a copy of her new book! 



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Wednesday, June 29, 2022

Kiss Me Good Night, Major Darcy Blog Tour ~ Excerpt & Giveaway!

 Hello, my friends! Today I'm delighted to be part of the Kiss Me Good Night Major Darcy by Georgina Young-Ellis Blog Tour! I hope you enjoy the excerpt, and make sure to enter the giveaway! Details are on the bottom of the page!









Kiss Me Good Night, Major Darcy
by Georgina Young-Ellis


The wind ruffled Darcy’s hair. “You’re beautiful.” 

Happiness surged through Elizabeth's body like electricity. This moment was as close to perfection as she had ever known. 

1943. World War II has torn the continent since 1939 and tested families, the Bennets included. Elizabeth and Jane nurse wounded soldiers and civilians in a London hospital. The other sisters volunteer as best suits their inclinations. Mr. Bennet rattles about Longbourn. Wickham sniffs about the edges of the estate—and the Bennet daughters. 

Even the ever-present threat of death from the skies cannot prepare Jane and Lizzy for the most devastating news. The words one never wishes to hear are delivered by two officers, each scarred by years on the front lines. In the dark days that follow, devotion is tested, and affection blooms. 

Kiss Me Good Night, Major Darcy drops Jane Austen’s timeless characters into the midst of the most horrific conflict in human history. Their trail twists and encounters those who would turn sacrifice to their profit. Follow the women of Longbourn as they navigate the rocks and shoals of wartime Great Britain to endure misunderstandings and discover lasting love.
 

     Hi Candy, thanks so much for hosting me on your blog! Today, I want to talk about one reason I chose to set my novel, Kiss Me Good Night Major Darcy in World War II England, and that is the clothes. It’s not the main reason, but it’s definitely one of them. Let me just say it: I love the styles of the 1940s. 

     Never the less, I had to scale back my imagination a little because new clothes were almost impossible to find due to all resources being dedicated to the war effort. Therefore, in this book, the Bennet sisters are nearly always dressed in clothes they’ve had since before the war started, things they repurposed out of old garments, items they borrowed, or treasures they happened upon in a second-hand shop. It was a make and mend world, and everyone had to make do. 

     I felt I could take a little more license with Major Darcy. While I love the thought of him in proper Regency attire just as much as the next person, there’s something about imagining him in the dapper men’s fashions of the war era that really appealed to me. 

     Most of the time he’s dressed in his officer’s uniform, but on the few occasions that he’s in civilian clothes, they are definitely not “make and mend.” I reasoned that, wealthy as he is, his clothes are either of such good quality that they seem new, or perhaps his tailor has some fine fabrics stashed away, available only for the use of his best customers. I don’t really go into detail about it because it’s not key to the plot but, suffice it to say, Major Darcy always looks fine. 

     In the following excerpt, Lizzy is borrowing clothes from a friend of Charlotte’s so she can go to a formal dinner at Rosings. At last, I found an opportunity to dress her in real style. I hope you have fun imagining Darcy and Elizabeth looking like movie stars from the Golden Age of Hollywood! 

Excerpt

     Lizzy and Charlotte laughed and walked on toward the drive, at the end of which was a fine home of a newer style. As they approached the door, it opened, and a lady of about forty years of age, very attractive with her light-blonde hair swept into an up-do. Her bright-green eyes shined as she welcomed them. 

     “Hullo! I’m Clare.”

     Lizzy stepped forward and shook her hand. Charlotte had neglected to mention that Clare was American, but Lizzy could tell from her accent. She liked her open manner and engaging smile.

     Clare led them inside. The entire place was abuzz with activity: nurses hurrying here and there, men in wheelchairs bent over game boards, playing cards, or reading books. Lizzy looked at it all with interest. With more time, she might have jumped in to help, but, as it was, there was not even much time for chit-chat. Clare took them upstairs to her bedchamber and opened a large wardrobe. Scrutinizing Lizzy, who was indeed around her size, she began to pull out dresses and gowns. They were not of the latest fashions, but they were beautiful. Lizzy was drawn toward a long black velvet gown, with sleeves draped into folds that extended almost to the elbow. It had a deep v-neckline. The waist was accentuated with ruching and cinched by a belt with a covered buckle.

     Charlotte nodded her approval. When Lizzy tried it on, the fit was perfect. Yes, it was low-cut, not immodest, but it accentuated her best features. She went into the hallway to model it for the others.

     “Oh, it’s perfect!” cried Clare. “I’m so glad you can use it. You need a couple of accessories, though.” They went back into the room, and from a dresser drawer, Clare extracted a pair of elbow-length white gloves. These she passed to Lizzy before asking, “Do you have shoes?”

     “None that will go with a gown like this.”

     “If they fit”—Clare went back to the wardrobe and drew forth a pair of high-heeled black pumps—“these would do perfectly.”

     As if in a tale by the Brothers Grimm, Clare’s shoes slid on as if they had been made for Elizabeth.

     Then Charlotte said to Lizzy, “I have a short pearl necklace and pearl drop earrings that will go perfectly with it too. My father brought them for me from Jamaica the last time he went. You’ll look like a movie star!”

     Clare tapped her chin with a well-manicured finger. “Too bad I don’t have any stockings to spare for you.” Lizzy and Charlotte glanced at each other and guffawed. Clare had the grace not to scold them after they had explained.

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     Indeed, Lizzy did feel like a movie star when they entered the Rosings’ drawing room that evening. The expression on Major Darcy’s face when he saw her reflected that he thought so too. He was wearing a tuxedo and could have put Cary Grant to shame, a dark curl dangerously dangling onto his forehead. Charlotte also looked beautiful in dark red satin, although Mr. Collins in a dinner jacket reminded Elizabeth of a sack of potatoes—lumps and all.

     Anne, wearing a long, gown of dark blue velvet, floated across the room, and greeted them cordially. She looked like a whole new person from the one Lizzy had met the other night. She had color in her face and a sparkle in her eye that was not there before.

     “Come. Sit,” Lady Catherine commanded from her chair. She was wearing a dressier version of the other evening’s black and white ensemble. “We’ll enjoy an aperitif before we go in to dine.”

     A servant was at the ready to serve them glasses of dark liquid.

     “Miss Bennet, you look very well,” she said to Lizzy. “Mrs. Collins, I don’t like that color on you. It does not fit with your complexion.”

     Charlotte opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. Lizzy was mortified. She looked at Mr. Collins, who smiled mindlessly at his hostess. Not a word crossed his lips in his wife’s defense.

     Darcy rose to the occasion. “On the contrary, Mrs. Collins, you look absolutely stunning. I think that color suits you perfectly.”

     “I agree!” stated Anne firmly.

     Lady Catherine looked at her daughter, astonished. “Well, I only meant—”

     “All the ladies look splendid.” Darcy smiled at Elizabeth.

     “Thank you, Nephew,” said Lady Catherine, taking the compliment for herself.

     The group settled down into the usual small talk. Shortly afterward, dinner was announced.

     “Nephew,” Rosings’s mistress said to Darcy, “will you accompany me and Anne?”

     Darcy held out arms to Lady Catherine and Anne. He walked them into the gigantic dining room where a long table sparkled with the finest crystal, flatware, and china. He was followed by the Collinses, then Elizabeth, bringing up the rear. The party was small for the table, so they were grouped around one end. The footman served the soup, and they fell to eating while talking amongst themselves. It was hard to make anything like meaningful conversation though, with Lady Catherine constantly interrupting to find out what had been said and to offer her opinion on it.

     They were halfway into the main course when the butler appeared abruptly in the doorway.

     “What is it, Smith?” Lady Catherine said to him, her brow creased.

     “There is news from London,” he stated.

     Elizabeth and Darcy both straightened.

     “Well, can’t it wait?” the lady demanded.

     “I’m afraid not. The message comes directly from Army headquarters.”

     Darcy stood. “What is it?”

     “All I have is what the caller said. London has been bombed again,” Smith said shakily. “They don’t know the casualties yet. You have been recalled, Major Darcy.”

     Lizzy leapt from her chair. “I must get to town!”

     Darcy’s face froze, and his voice assumed a commanding tone. “Smith, tell my valet to ready my bags. Elizabeth, go to the parsonage and pack your things. I will pick you up in half an hour. We’ll travel together.”

     “But dinner,” Mr. Collins whined.

     “William, please,” Charlotte said. “Come, Lizzy, let’s go.”

     “I’ll stay here with Lady Catherine and Anne,” said Mr. Collins. “The ladies will want a calming influence.”

     “There’s something else,” Smith interjected. “A ‘Mr. Freddy’ just phoned from the parsonage. He says a telegram was delivered there for Mr. Collins.”

     “For me?” said Mr. Collins.

     “Yes.”

     “Did Freddy say what it said?”

     “Yes. You have been called up to serve as chaplain to troops in Burma.”

     Mr. Collins collapsed back into his seat, his mouth opening and closing like a gaffed fish flopping around an angler’s feet.

     “Congratulations, Mr. Collins,” said Darcy. “But we must go.”

     “Oh, Charlie,” Lizzy said to her with concern.

     “We’ll talk it over at home, William,” said Charlotte. “I’ll see you there soon.”

     “Is there anything I can do?” Anne asked Charlotte.

     “I’m sure there will be,” Charlotte said to her. “I’ll let you know.”

     And with that, Lizzy, Charlotte, and Darcy were gone.




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About the Author

Georgina lives in Portland, Oregon with her husband, Jon, who
is an artist and professor of Media Arts. In 2015, they moved from New York City, where they lived for eighteen years, to Portland Oregon. Their son, a professional musician and sound engineer, still lives in Brooklyn. Georgina is a member of the Screen Actors Guild and was a stage actress for many years. Born and raised in the Southwest, she went to school in New York, graduating from New York University with a Bachelor of Fine Arts in Theater. She’s also a language professor and, of course, a writer, recently graduating from Portland State University with a master’s degree in Spanish Language and Literature. In 2022 she was awarded a Fulbright Fellowship to identify and connect with emerging female writers in Mexico and support them to free their literary voices. 

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Wow! I really enjoyed that excerpt! I love to read about that time period. This looks like a book I would really like to read! What about you? 

Friday, July 2, 2021

Mistress of Netherfield by Julia Winter ~ Blog Tour ~ Excerpt & Giveaway!

Hello, my friends! Today, Julia Winter is here with an excerpt of her new book Mistress of Netherfield! There's also a giveaway going on as part of the blog tour! Details at the bottom of the page.





Mistress of Pemberley
A Pride and Prejudice Variation
by Julie Winter

About The Book 

It is a truth universally acknowledged that on escaping an unhappy marriage, a young widow will be delighted to remove to the dower house and lease the marital abode to a single man in possession of a good fortune, provided he looks elsewhere to fulfil his want of a wife. 

     Five years after being forced into an unwanted marriage at the age of sixteen, and freed six months later by the death of her abusive husband, Elizabeth Grayson (née Bennet) has finally found a measure of peace. The inheritor of her husband’s estate, Netherfield Park, Elizabeth is now a wealthy young widow, independent and self-reliant. With an eye always on improving her four sisters’ woefully small dowries and providing for her mother, who will be homeless when her father dies, Elizabeth is pleased to lease out Netherfield to the Bingley family, making her home in the dower house in Meryton and vowing that she will never remarry. 

     Fitzwilliam Darcy of Pemberley in Derbyshire is rich and well connected, but reserved in company with anybody outside the very few he counts as friends. Towards those friends, he is loyal and steadfast, the staunchest of supporters. So when a young man comes to him with a tale of the clandestine marriage and mysterious death of Darcy’s old schoolfriend, James Grayson, and begs Darcy’s help to investigate the widow’s role, Darcy agrees. Visiting Charles Bingley, the new tenant of Netherfield, Darcy is very soon torn between his loyalty to his dead friend, and his burgeoning attraction to the widow. 

     Throw two unprincipled rogues and an elopement into the confines of Meryton, and how will Darcy’s dilemma over Elizabeth ever be resolved? And is she willing to put aside her misgivings, and trust again? 

 (British English spelling and grammar used throughout).
 

A note from Julia.

Not everything written in the first draft of a books makes it through subsequent edits. There are a host of reasons for cutting something: it doesn’t add anything to the plot or characterisation, it’s from a self-indulgent author having fun, it slows the pace, or it’s made redundant by plotting changes later. Here’s a cut scene that I decided could be conveyed with much more economy, something of a consideration in a book the size of Mistress!


Excerpt

     With a murmured excuse to Charlotte, Elizabeth rose and went out into the garden, seeking her two youngest sisters. She drew them to one side away from their companions, though both complained at the curtailment of their merriment.

     “I will only take a moment,” Elizabeth said, choosing to soothe rather than inflict the acerbic correction she longed to apply to the two heedless girls. “I wish to speak to you about the regiment coming to town next month.”

     Lydia clasped her hands at her bosom again, and sighed. “Oh. Redcoats.”

     “Yes. Indeed. When they arrive you must remember that you are not to speak to strangers of Netherfield or that I have any connection to it. You must promise that you will remember.”

     “No one cares about that,” said Lydia, while Kitty nodded.

     “No one cares here, where everyone knows about it. But I do not choose to have strangers know so much about me.”

     “La! What difference can it make?”

     “Oh well.” Elizabeth affected a careless indifference. “If you wish me to take every red-coated conquest from you, that is entirely your decision.”

     Kitty stared. “Whatever do you mean?”

     But Lydia narrowed her eyes, and tapped her foot.

     “What I mean is… sisters, have you never considered what sort of man becomes a militia officer?” At their blank expressions, Elizabeth hid a frown and a sigh, while wishing their mother would take a more sensible approach with her younger daughters. With all her daughters. “Well, take Sammy Goulding.”

     “I would much rather not!” Lydia snorted most inelegantly. “Sammy has not two ha’pennies to rub together!”

     “That is my point, Lyddie. Sammy is the Goulding’s third son, and he has no prospect of an inheritance. He is just the sort of man who will join the army or the militia, because there he will have an excellent opportunity to make a living for himself. Such men will always have an eye to marrying a lady who has some property of her own. They cannot afford to do otherwise. If you boast that your sister has such a property… well, I dare say your beaus will think as much of their pocket books as their hearts.”

     “You would never steal them!” Kitty stated. “You are too old!”

     “I am barely one and twenty!” Elizabeth choked down her offence. “No, I think you will find that your elder sister with a property is a fine, attractive proposition for a young officer. They will be as bees around a flower.”

     “You will not steal the officers. You are far too prim and proper.” But Lydia’s eyes were still narrow with suspicion.

     “But you cannot be sure they will not wish to be stolen, can you?” Elizabeth said, softly.

     They stared at each other until Lydia huffed out a breath and nodded. “We will not say anything, will we, Kit?”

     “No, indeed. You have had your turn, Lizzy.”

     “Excellent. Then we are agreed. You will say nothing, and I will be indifferent to the officers.”

     The girls nodded. Kitty was already looking longingly to where the other girls were taking turns on the swing set under the old oak tree on the lawn, and preening and flirting before their audience of similarly-aged young men, including the despised Sammy.

     Elizabeth smiled. “Thank you. Now, go and join your friends.”

     They needed no further encouragement. They ran across the lawn with more haste than decorum to push into the crowd of young ladies exhibiting before the young men, quite the two flightiest moths fluttering around the masculine candles.

     Elizabeth could only hope they had the sense not to be burned.


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